William H.A. Willbond MSM, CD
THE WEEK BEFORE CHRISTMAS
‘Twas the week before Christmas when all through the town
There was nary a whiff of a parking space to be found.
I drove up and down senseless, around and around.
Then I headed quickly on home, to be back on firm ground.
Gone are the days when we shopped right here at home.
From the T Eaton Catalogue I bought a new currycomb.
The catalogue was useful long after Christmas was done:
It sat in the two-holer, and was used for cleansing a bum.
Today the crowds overwhelm me. The pace is too quick.
When the masses surround me I start to feel sick.
I lean on my cane and I wait in a long line to the cashier.
I think I will again use the catalogue for shopping next year.
©Copyright December 20, 2011 by William H.A. Willbond MSM, CD